She asked him “Do you love me?” with a sprinkle of  hope in her eyes.He smiled.She had asked this question a million  times.May be it was her insecurity that made her pop the same question.She always wished he would whisper those magical words into her ears but he always returned that intoxicating smile.That single smile had many answers.She chose the one she wished to hear and leaned on to his shoulders.


2 thoughts on “unspoken

  1. man which part of the brain makes you to think and write these lines and I am seriuosly in awwww 🙂 you have described both the party expectations 🙂 🙂 things are apt and it steal my heart 🙂 🙂 🙂 hugs 🙂

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